Before the words fell, the Frost Giant slowly drew a tens-of-meters-long Ice Crystal Battle Axe from his waist, roaring as he swung it through the air.
"Swish—"
The gale created by the great axe, laden with snow and ice, howled between jagged glaciers, forming an incredibly terrifying blizzard that engulfed, froze, and shredded anything in its path.
In an instant, thousands of devil soldiers were swept into the dreadful snowstorm, turning into fragments of ice flying everywhere.
"Run!"
"No, no—"
"Oh Lord of Nine Prisons, this damn blizzard is too fast! There's no chance at all..."
The devils panicked, frantically flapping their wings to flee backward, yet they couldn't escape the fate of being torn apart by the blizzard.
"Koschech!" Cassius's roar caused ripples in space, as the Dragon Crystal in his chest burst forth with dazzling light, unleashing vast energy.
"Your throne will melt in my Dragonflame! The one who dies today—will be you!"
